That's It

Cold Demon
I'll leave any scene stamped
Non believers in their wake time to do the death dance
Fucking round with me I'll leave the scene blood damped
He must've fucked up accounting his money has no chance
I had to shoot the nigga it was a tompside advance
I was fucking on his bitch pulling out all her strands
Get a whiff of a bitch and I throw a nigga sand
Get a whiff of the bitch vibes let pippy extend a hand
The way that nigga acted might as well've hit the stripper stance
I barely went to school I was too busy stash camped
Cut a nigga hand off then herbalize the pack
They gone crank all the jacks til the box just can't relax
I was barely went to school I was tardy to my stash and straps
All that dick sucking gone get your ass smacked
All that dick riding gone get you whacked
Here she go "I don't usually do this"
But that ass looking clapped

Nina cross arm the stick
Bitch sucking on my dick
Tell the broke to kick rocks and that's actually a hit
A camera roll of album covers that's every single flick
I just robbed three motherfuckers and took them for all their shit
Niggas pathetic put their digits right below a bitch
I'm sensing rat vibes I think it's time to kill a snitch
Now I'm on a murder mission and the clock going tick tick
I filled that nigga with lead I let it off without a hitch
Then I took that nigga bitch and threw the whore in my whip
I got that bitch to my crib and ordered the hoe to strip
The bitch call me daddy while she taking my dick
She took her phone out smacked it away no pics
The second I get rich I'm fucking hoes at the ritz
Fuck your nigga baby mama your baby daddy a bitch
I'll stick my dick in your clit
Her nigga belong in a crib
Stop asking what I'm sporting motherfucker it's rick
That's it



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Writer(s): Owen Carlson
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